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I saw the word at the beginning of the path It meant nothing to me There were so many already there Coming and going Happy and sad And everything in between The path looked as good as any And I had no particular destination in mind It is, after all, the journey that counts So I passed the sign And […]

Those Damned Eyes (inspired by Thisbe, 1900)

  Those damned eyes: always changing, always inigmatic, always so damned…feminine. I often wondered if she even knew what a puzzle she was to me. What am I talking about? Of course she did. How could she not? I was always staring at her as if she were a photograph on a wall waiting for me to come along and […]